Hi-Ho Hi-Ho It's Back to Work I Go

Vacation was alot of fun last week. I was too concerned about making sure everyone else had a good time for it to be relaxing but we did have fun! The food was wonderful, the shore excursions exhausting but interesting, the shows were good and the games were hilarious. We went to a deck party and did a congo line and that dance that I can never remember the name of (everybody clap your hands!). But now we're back to the old grind. I haven't even touched the laundry, we had to go to the grocery store last night so we'd have food in the house, and the garden needs to be picked again already. Grind, grind, grind.



On the bright side, DK and the fabulous Miss Z are coming for the long holiday weekend. They'll be here Friday and leave on Tuesday. It has been too long since I've seen Miss Z (over 3 months). I'm thinking I'll try to make sugar free homemade ice cream while they are here. A cookout for Memorial Day sounds good too. Hurry up weekend!!

Vacation Stress

I take things alot slower nowadays. If I have more than 2 things to do on the weekend, I end up feeling frazzled. Now I realize that May is completely overbooked. That's right, not just one weekend but a succession of them. I have tickets to see the Gaithers this Saturday afternoon. On Sunday morning, I have to leave on a business trip that will take me out of town until late Thursday evening. Somehow, I have to unpack, wash clothes, and repack and leave that Sunday morning to drive to the coast to board a ship for a 7 day cruise. A cruise should be relaxing but I'm stressing out about this one. The following weekend my husband wants to go see our granddaughter. I have lists to make, errands to run, mending to do. He keeps asking, aren't you excited about the cruise?? Um, no I'm not. Maybe when I get on board and can relax but no, not now.

Nana News

My granddaughter, Miss Z, is trying to understand with her little 3 year old brain that Daddy has gone to far, far away work for a long, long time. He deployed with his unit to Afganistan yesterday. It seemed she understood pretty well until she informed her mother, my daughter DK, that she was going to wait until Daddy got home before she went night-night. I wonder if they slept last night.

My heart just aches for them but there is nothing I can do for them but pray. As a matter of fact, I have just about everyone I know praying for them.

On the other front, my son DA and daughter-in-law took in 3 foster children day before yesterday. They are ages 3, 2, and 1. Don't you know they are a handful! There is a possibility for adoption and I am struggling with when do I start regarding myself as their Nana? Is there a rulebook somewhere that I can consult? You will find that I'm not much of a roll with the punches kind of a person. I'm a control freak with nothing to control, how frustrating!